Gbotty

There is a war on the horizon and we need you to lead the world into battle. But you are weak. Far too weak. 
So you must become strong.
Strong enough to bring the world under your banner
Strong enough to withstand the tribulation to come.
The era wars beckons... 
A war where Godkings are cannon fodder.
A war where even lords will fall
...
Apocalypse is coming.
And strong... You will become!!!
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“Let the Soul of the Universe bear witness
Let the Rules of Creation acknowledge
Let this mortal be reborn anew
Let it AWAKEN as THE CHILDE OF TIME!
LET THE TRIALS OF LAW BEGIN!!!”
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[First Trial of Time: Trial of a Soldier]
[Before you can lead an army, you must first understand what it means to be a soldier.]
[Main Objective: Reach the Limit of Mortal Coil.]
[Secondary objective: Destroy the organisation that seeks to harm your planet.]
[Reward: ***]
[Good luck Inheritors.
Good luck, Childe.]

A group of Spec Ops operators are saved from the jaws of death by the intervention of the Supreme Law of Time. However, nothing comes for free. A prices must be paid. A duty must be delivered.
Thus, began the journey to the summit of a group of soldiers who are unavertibly marked as Soldiers of the Supreme Law of Time.

Soldiers of Time.

Temitope walked out of the room used to hold the Hound in the airport cum airbase.

"He's your responsibility now. No one is to see him outside the Warmongers and the Corps Commanders."

Temitope ordered a Shadow he tasked to guard the door while he interrogated the Hound.

"Understood, Chief." The Shadow replied.

"You'll be on a plane in an hour. Deliver him to Cleopatra personally."

Temitope left after leaving his orders. He trusted the Shadow would carryout his orders as given. They received the best indoctrination from him after all.

Temitope walked through the airport premises. There were some noticeable changes.

Horus and Erebus staff from the Latakia airbase transferred here on the many transports arriving in the last few hours. Most of whom were non-combat staff.

CH835: The Friv Gap